My heart raced when I was alone with him for the first time. His beautiful face and lean body were practically sculpted by a higher power. He was no accident of simple breeding. He was created. Created to be owned and possessed. And here I was, sitting on a bed with him kneeling before me, waiting to serve me however I desired. I started slow, not wanting to rush the moment. I ordered him to take off my shoes and socks; he kissed my feet and inhaled the blend of rich leather and musk. It’s a primal thing to see a boy take in my scent, marking them from the inside and letting them know me by my natural fragrance. I could tell they had a pheromonal effect on him. His eyes lit up and a smile crossed his flawless face.
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Young Jaden was short and pale-skinned with dark hair, deep red lips and large, mournful, trusting eyes. It was going to be an absolute pleasure to show him what his young body was designed for... The boy arrived, nervously holding a teddy bear. I immediately took it away from him. I could instantly tell that he was a good, compliant boy. He stood very still as I slowly undid his shirt. He responded well to my touch. I pulled at his nipples and he closed his eyes, subtly tilting his head towards me as though he wanted to kiss. He was practically half my size. I grabbed his crotch through his jeans and felt his dick swelling. I pulled him into me and pushed down his jeans, running my hands over his ass, feeling the soft, pale, virgin flesh through his baggy boxer shorts. I lay him on a leather bench and covered his thin, tight body in oil. I pulled his legs wide apart before squeezing his testicles. I pulled his legs right over his shoulders, so his bony little ass and tight, teenaged hole were presenting themselves to me. I have a special little toy that I like to use on first-timers. It's just big enough to open them up without causing too much discomfort. His hole gaped - creating a deep, dark cavern for me to spit into. I gave him permission to play with himself. He was lying on his front when he started to cum but compliant enough to turn over as impressive darts of semen flew out of his dick.
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Eli was like many twinks I'd seen before. Preoccupied with looks, youth, vanity, and status. Not necessarily wealth or power, but wanting to be wanted. He did everything he could think of to be desired by men like me. Tattooing his body, piercing his flesh, marking himself to look as he thought we wanted him to look. But boys like Eli don't understand... it's not the clothes or trinkets that make them desirable. It goes so much deeper than that. When Eli came to me, I could see that he wanted to be free from that game. He wanted to be stripped bare and cleansed of his vapid, skin-deep obsessions. He wanted to be wanted, yes, but it was more than that. He wanted to be possessed. I brought him back to be checked out. He was handsome and lean, albeit a little unsure of himself. Even with designer jeans and a slim-fitting polo, he was looking to me for a sign of approval. He wanted to be taken, but didn't know what that would entail. But from the look in his soulful eyes, I could tell he trusted me. Which is all I needed. I stripped him of his clothes, his protection, his facade. I removed the piercings he had in his ears and tongue, remaking him as I wanted. Clean, classic, ready to be sold. His body was so smooth. My hands slid over him, playing with his nipples, watching him react as he released control of his body to me. I could tell it excited him, but also scared him. As I felt his bare buttocks, played with his balls and felt his tight, hungry hole, I could see his true nature. The boy. The submissive. The slave. It didn't take long for him to transform to what I needed him to be. A gentle touch of his penis, a few well-timed spanks, and a firm grasp on his neck, and he was practically begging me for more. He didn't say a word, but the way he breathed was like a language to itself. As I stroked his shaft, I could hear him getting closer and closer to cumming. It wouldn't take long before he poured his cum out for me, but I wasn't done testing him out. After all, he wasn't there to be pleasured. He was there to be appraised. Lubing up his hole, I saw the look in his eyes that revealed more than any interview ever could. He wanted to be opened, to be bred, to be filled, and to be claimed. Of course, I was tempted. But he wasn't mine. ...Not yet.
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Cole had yet to fully understand the needs of his new master. He was used to being fucked and bred right away, giving himself over to his owner completely. But Master Adams seemed to have a different preference. The tall man brought him back to his place and immediately put him into a cage. Cole spent the night there, waiting patiently for any indication of how to please. When Master Adams finally sets him free, specifically to help him undress. Cole obeyed, unbuttoning his shirt and removing his pants, curious what the dominant giant wanted. He was impossible to read, save for the swelling up of his massive cock. Cole was hungry to taste it, taking his lips to the shaft as he saw it hang in the man's underwear. Master Adams didn't speak, observing as Cole took his member into his mouth, sucking on it with passion. Cole was instantly infatuated with the man's cock, eager to feel it fill his mouth! Master Adams let the boy explore, licking and swallowing it down as it grew bigger in his grip...
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Master Oaks relishes in seeing the boy, Cole, service him. Even simple things like removing his socks and shoes and belt give him joy. After all, he can make Cole do whatever he wants, even the things he would normally do for himself with ease. It's not about the act, for him, but about the power. Who is in control and who is controlled. And after the auction, he has complete control of his slave. Cole services him dutifully and expertly, sucking his cock just as he likes while Master Oaks sits back and relaxes. He'd happily sit there and blow his load, but he'd rather feel Cole's tight hole milk out his seed again. Cole gets up onto Master Oaks' hard, wet cock, sliding inside him so he can take the older man's deep, intense pounding. Oaks knows he can do whatever he wants with him, and that makes it all the hotter.
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